I just need to type this down or I’ll forget it. I just had the weirdest dream. Or it wasn’t weird as is weird but it was November 21, 2009 replayed in my head.
This was the day I saw Tegan and Sara for the first time. I could remember everything from me, picking out the clothes I was going to wear and the bus ride to the train to every single conversation.
I remember waiting outside the venue after the show, hoping to see Tegan and Sara, freezing my arse of together with a friend. The weird, drunk Irish guy that showed up and the two other girl, who we at first talked to in English until we realised that they were actually Swedish. Tegan and Sara’s German bus driver that talked to us for a very long time. We were talking about speaking German. (When I say “we were talking” I mean the others were talking and I was just standing there, listening). The Irish guy even asked me if I could understand English at all. My friend and one of the girl ran up the fire stairs and a light turned itself on, and my friend said “We didn’t do it“. Me missing my train, and the Irish guy said that I could sleep at his hotel room and my friend grabbed my arm and said “No she’s sleeping at my place!”
I remember us not remembering the name of “Soil, Soil“. And her reading her civics homework. And how I wished that I could go to Copenhagen to see Tegan and Sara again.
I don’t even know how I can remember all of this…
Speaking of Tegan and Sara…

Why? Why Tegan and Sara?! WHYYY!?!